Sithing Quotes & Sayings

When I filter the sunshine in my life, I bask in the light of a transforming and inspiring reality ... — Thomas Kinkade

Of death I am as certain as any mortal, Ammerlin, but defeat is certain only in despair. — Elizabeth Moon

If we know that our own men are in a condition to attack, but are unaware that the enemy is not open to attack, we have gone only halfway towards victory. — Sun Tzu

I've been a diehard fan of 'The Simpsons' since I was a kid. — Reid Scott

See, whoever said I was an autocrat was clearly mistaken. I represented the height of representative democracy where everyone gets a vote. Mine just counted for more than all the other ones combined, when you read the final tally; that's all. — Luke Sky Wachter

The mistakes of one generation build upon the mistakes of the next and you get a society that no one really wanted. — Rysa Walker

We have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love. — David Mitchell

Are you hurt?" Alex asked.

Chris felt his chest seize with panic. "No, are you?" he asked quickly.

"No," Alex replied. "My head hurts, but I'm guessing that's because I was knocked out."

"Yeah," Chris said, trying to ignore the pounding in his skull. "Mine too." He let out a frustrated breath. "Thanks a lot!"

There was a pause before Alex asked, "You're blaming me for this?"

"You distracted me," Chris accused. "If you hadn't been there, I would have sensed the attack."

"Yeah, sure," Alex said, sarcasm thick in his voice. "You would have sensed it. You have great intuition, after all."

"Shut up!" Chris barked. — S.F. Mazhar

1446, that's when the foundations were laid. It took forty years to complete."
"Sounds like some builders I know," Rebus said.
"Can't you feel it?" Sithing was staring at Rebus. "Right at the core of your cynical heart, can't you feel something?"
"It's just indigestion, thanks for asking." Rebus rubbed his chest. — Ian Rankin

A young woman with long hair and a short white halter dress walks through the casino at the Riviera in Las Vegas at one in the morning. It was precisely this moment that made Play It As It Lays begin to tell itself to me. — Joan Didion